Overnight, Wanyue Tower became famous in Bianliang!
Even many dignitaries in the inner city heard about the grand event last night.
Zhao Yunsheng was sitting in the box on the second floor, his eyes full of novelty: "Is this the sofa you are talking about? And that pole...pole dance, I heard it is very tempting and the scene is very sexy?"
Cao An threw him a fruit and said with a smile, "How about I find you some to cheer you up?"
Zhao Yunsheng's eyes suddenly shone, and he pretended to be reserved: "It's broad daylight...Is this okay?"
"You also know it's broad daylight?"
Cao An rolled his eyes at him: "Li Yougui will be here soon. Let's get down to business first, and then you can do whatever you want... If you don't have fun, the girls live on the third floor, so you can just go up."
Zhao Yunsheng blushed and cursed: "Gungungun, are you really treating me as a breeding pig?"
"But seriously..."
He ate the fruit in one bite, patted the residue on his hand, and said: "I really didn't expect you to be so big! Those officials and prostitutes are almost letting you have fun... If this continues, you will really become a rich man." Gold!”
Who says the powerful don't love money?
They just look down on those little money...
The door was open, and Cao An shouted outside: "Lao Li, are you okay?"
"OK OK!"
Downstairs, Li Yougui held the account book and ran up in a hurry.
First, he carefully closed the door, and then he respectfully saluted Zhao Yunsheng: "I have seen the young master."
Zhao Yunsheng hummed and ignored him.
Li Yougui was also aware of his identity, so he bowed his body and said with a smile: "Cao Langjun, there were a total of 3,200 guans in the Moon Tower yesterday... Among them, drinks accounted for 30%, and girls' money accounted for about 50%... The remaining two The result is the money for the card seats."
Three thousand guan of water flowed in one night!
What is this concept...
Even though Zhao Yunsheng was not short of money, he couldn't help but glared and said, "Is the calculation correct? So much?"
"That's quite a few."
Cao An spoke in a relaxed tone: "Only about 60% of the private rooms on the second and third floors were opened yesterday. That's because there were still many people who hadn't received the news on the first day of opening... I'm afraid it will double today!"
Zhao Yunsheng was stunned subconsciously.
Li Yougui pretended that he didn't believe it, and nodded and said with a smile: "Many people inquired about the reservation yesterday... If we add a flower boat, the daily revenue will at least triple!"
Ten thousand a day, three hundred thousand a month, a year...
How much tax does the imperial court pay per year?
Zhao Yunsheng's CPU was dry burned.
Cao An looked at his dull look and said with a smile: "This is just running water, the real net profit is only 30%... money for the store expenses, money for the girls' living... and money for various aspects of management, by the way. There’s also tax money.”
"Tax?"
Zhao Yunsheng tilted his head.
In the Song Dynasty, there was a clear law, and the powerful clan members did not need to pay taxes!
Cao An shook his head: "Taxes must be paid, otherwise we can't go far... Not to mention how many people will be jealous of Wanyue Tower in the future, let's just talk about the imperial court..."
Good guy, your brothel can generate more than 2 million yuan in revenue every year. This is crazy!
If the court doesn't take action like this, the lives of those officials will be in vain.
"A slow and steady flow is the way to go."
Cao An looked at him with a smile: "The Prince of Chu's Palace owns 50% of this store. Even if we exclude the dividends given to the powerful people, we can still get 70,000 to 80,000 yuan every year... You can't chew off more than you can chew!"
Zhao Yunsheng nodded with regret: "Yes, you can't make enough money."
Cao An changed the subject and said: "Over at the flower boat, a certain craftsman has been contacted. But I still need you to come forward to lead... and take care of those people in the city defense camp."
The main functions of the Bianhe River are waterway transportation and combat defense.
However, since Zhenzong, the Song Dynasty and the Northern Liao Dynasty signed a series of alliances, and the Central Plains has been relatively stable. There have been few wars in recent years...
The combat and defense aspects were naturally abandoned, and the Bianhe River gradually became a commercial river for civilian use.
However, the security inspection of Bianhe River is still managed by the city defense camp.
So if you want to enter the river with a flower boat, this group of people cannot avoid it no matter what.
"The city defense camp is not a problem."
Zhao Yunsheng was lying on the sofa with his legs crossed and said: "The commander-in-chief Wang Jian was transferred to Beijing last year and has no background. Just find someone to say hello."
Most people without background are timid, especially these warriors...
"That's not appropriate. Let's fix it a little bit."
Cao An thought for a while and said: "Although warriors have a low status, the Kyoto Forbidden Army is not free. If anyone is jealous... can you guarantee that they will not do anything behind the scenes?"
Don’t go too far, just say check it three times a day...can you bear it?
There are more than one powerful family in Bianliang City. You, the Prince of Chu, have face, but others have no face?
Zhao Yunsheng nodded: "Okay, just say hello when you turn around and you can go."
…
In the outer city, a certain medical clinic.
Jia Changjun lay on the bed, wailing.
The doctor who was setting his bones frowned: "Other injuries are fine, but this... bones are broken. It's probably impossible to reattach them."
This is already the third medical clinic that Jia Changjun is looking for.
He looked angry and roared: "Cao An! I swear... I will not avenge this revenge, and I will not be a human being!"
Someone heard this in the medical center.
He turned to look over and said, "Cao An? But that Cao An who runs Wanyue Tower? How did you provoke him... I heard that his background is so tough that even Liu Weizhen from the Inspection Department came to support him."
The man looked at Jia Changjun with some sympathy.
In his opinion, provoking Cao An is undoubtedly a disaster, especially now... Wan Yue Tower earns money every day, what do you use to fight with others?
"...Wan Yue Building has opened?"
Jia Changjun looked at the servant with a ferocious expression and cursed: "You bastard, why didn't you tell me about such a big thing? Why do I feed you?"
"Mr. Lang..."
The servant shrank his neck: "I'm worried about your injury, afraid of you... so I didn't dare to speak."
In the past two days, Jia Changjun has been like a crazy wild dog. People around him are afraid of avoiding him, but he dares to take the initiative to make himself uncomfortable...
Jia Changjun's face was gloomy and he said coldly: "Quick! Carry someone to Fanlou."
The servant's face was full of bitterness, and he advised: "Mr. Lang, it's not even dinner time yet. Besides, your injury... let's heal it up."
"You bastard, you really know how to eat!"
Jia Changjun became angry and slapped him in the face: "That's what I want! Otherwise, wouldn't this beating be in vain? Come on... I'll kill you if you delay a big thing like this!"
The servants no longer dared to say more, and the two men carried Jia Changjun and left.
The doctor was a little speechless and asked: "Eh... just left like this? Can this leg still be cured?"
"Treat your grandma! A quack doctor..."
Jia Changjun yelled: "If so-and-so's leg cannot be healed, it will be your fault!"
"Hey!"
The doctor was trembling with anger and said angrily: "How can you be so violent! I'm not afraid to tell you... If I say that all the orthopedic clinics in Bianliang City can't cure me, then no one can cure me!"
